Gardenias

For Hedge’s 55.

Gardenias
You used to play the piano when you
could not sleep –
The sound filled the house.
Smell of gardenias filled the air.
Someone else lives there now.
They cut down the gardenia bushes
and planted stylish shrubs.
I dreamed I had died.
I wonder if gardenias grow
in the mountains of Japan.

9 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. hedgewitch
    May 25, 2018 @ 21:34:44

    As age settles on us like thin layers of dust, one of the things you realize is that the better part of everything that once was there is now there only in your heart. There is not much more poignant than the smell of gardenias–but as you say, someone else lives there now. A very fine 55, Toni. Thank you for bringing it to the party.

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  2. qbit
    May 26, 2018 @ 08:15:57

    Oooh, liked that a lot, the last line especially.

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  3. annell4
    May 26, 2018 @ 08:58:10

    I love this…I could hear the music and smell the gardenias. Reminds me of my Grandmother’s house…

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    • kanzensakura
      May 26, 2018 @ 19:09:22

      Our gardenia bushes we up to the second floor windows. Massive and always so full of blooms. That smell reminds me of childhood and our homeplace where I grew up. We have gardenias where we live now but they are only about up to my shoulder. But then we have only lived in this house for 16 years. But the smell at night in the summer is incredible.

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  4. Victoria C. Slotto
    May 26, 2018 @ 11:43:52

    So evocative as scents tend to be. Gardenias elicit memories for me too.

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  5. Kerry
    May 27, 2018 @ 03:31:33

    The scent of gardenias always reminds me of my mother.. how could that heady fragrance not be tied to some great love, be it person, time or space?

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  6. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    May 27, 2018 @ 15:25:12

    I think scent is the strongest sense… and sometimes it’s the absence of a scent that is the strongest emotion.

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